"You are my unicorn?" I asked, staring up into his darkened eyes. His frown was clear as he disapproved of my knowledge, but he nodded reluctantly, unwilling to lie to me.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him to me, sighing in peaceful bliss when his large wings wrapped around me, the cocoon of love and protection that I enjoyed so much. As he held me, gently stroking my back in wide circles to soothe, I marveled that the creature could be such a majestic beast in day and an amazing winged man at night. He was my day, night lover and I thought I could live contentedly with him for the rest of my life. I did not protest when he removed my shift, lifted me into his incredibly strong arms and carried me into the pond. The coolness made me gasp but I was quickly warmed by the body heat of the winged man as he cradled me within an engulfing embrace.
"Are you not afraid to get your wings wet?" I asked as the feathers dipped into the water. I had to laugh when he stretched them fully, giving them a quick shake. Any beads or droplets of water went flying and the wings were dry once more. Having his wings up away from his body gave me a good view of his strong torso, his flat, defined abdomen and the attractive patch of whiteness that surrounded his manhood that was just visible above the water's surface. When he saw me gazing down at his stately organ, I had to stifle a smirk as the member began to lift and grow almost as if by magic before my eyes until it was upright and almost as if aiming at me. Unable to resist, I released my touch from him, feeling the loss of the warmth, and went to my knees, ignoring the way the pebbles and sand beneath me dug into my skin. I looked up at his face as I took his rod into my mouth and began to suck for all my worth. His eyes scrunched shut and he made a pleasure noise as I swirled my tongue up and down from the tip of the mushroom like top down the shaft to the base. I tried to see how much of it I could take into my mouth and down my throat, once I had gotten used to not gagging, but I was unable to make it so that my nose touched his soft down.
Just before I let him have the pleasure of completion and push his creamy seed down my throat, I released his manhood and leaped upon him, pressing my opening, not just wet from the water, on top of his organ. But even unprepared as he were, he caught me before I could and held me up, preventing me from completing the task at hand. I began to scream in frustration at him.
"Take me! I am yours completely! Why will you not have me? Am I not pleasing enough to you?" He put me down, pushing me away from him, avoiding my outstretched, groping hands and prepared to fly.
"Wait! Do not leave me!" I begged, sorrowful at my actions and at the thought of chasing him away for days again. "I am sorry I yelled." I stepped closer to him, my voice low but trembling, still afraid of losing him. "I just need and desire you. To feel you inside of me." The frustration I felt was almost overwhelming. My insides felt as if they were going to explode and I sighed softly as he took me into his arms once more.
He brought me to the edge of the bank and spread my legs gently apart, pressing his lips along my line until I began to moan at the pleasure and pain of the lack of release. I was so aroused I knew I would not last long, and although it was not the kind of release I wanted to feel, knew it would have to do so I hoped that it would be prolonged. I gasped when his finger was inserted into me, exploring and prodding, and I wondered if that was how it felt to have his manhood inside of me. He pulled the finger in and out, slowly as he continued to lick my private pleasure place until I was squirming with the pleasure of release. I know his hand and face were covered in my juices after, I could not help myself, he had brought me to such a climax and pleasureful release until my body pulsed with incredible sensations. I heard him splash in the water, probably to clean himself and he returned to lie against me, pulling me half onto his body to hold me for the remainder of the night. I pressed my eyes closed, listening to his strong heartbeat and wishing we could be complete. I knew I was being selfish and greedy wanting all of him, but I could not help it. It was such a depressing feeling to know he was there so ready and yet would not give himself to me.
